Valdorian Age - Rising Power on the Frontier

The Trapper

An old farmer was sitting outside his cottage one day, watching the grass grow, when a young peasant boy came by carrying a bundle of wire. The farmer called out, “Wherefore the wire, boy?”
The lad replied, “This isn’t plain wire, it’s chicken wire. I’m off to catch chickens for the kings’ table.” The farmer said, “Silly boy, you can’t catch chickens with chicken wire!”
The boy ignored him and went on his way. Several hours later he returned carrying a dozen chickens all bound in the chicken wire. The farmer scratched his head, amazed, but said nothing.

The next day, the farmer noticed the boy passing by again, this time carrying a wooden rack. He called out, “Wherefore the rack, boy?”
The lad replied, “This isn’t just a rack, it’s a clothes horse. I’m off to catch horses for the kings’ stable.”
The farmer said, “Silly boy, you can’t catch horses with a wooden rack!” The boy ignored him and went on his way. Several hours later he returned leading a several horse with the rack.
The farmer scratched his head, even more amazed, but still said nothing.

The next day the farmer saw him yet again, carrying a stick. “Whither with the stick, boy?” called the farmer. “This isn’t a plain stick, it’s a pussy willow,” explained the boy.
Sai’th the farmer without hesitation, “Wait, let me get my hat…”